Baby steps

I’m trying to eat again.

Sunday was a very bad day and I ended up scaring myself enough that I know I have to try hard to stop this.

Things hadn’t gone so well on Saturday and Sunday. I had discovered that there was more to the deception than I’d originally thought and that gave me a bit of a set back. I had tried to eat a bit more since Friday but after getting hit with new things I slid back into eating nothing.

Sunday is a blur and that’s what scares me. I don’t remember most of the day. My ex is staying at my place for the time being. He isn’t actually there that much, since he spends a lot of time with his new girlfriend, but at least I have someone to check on me from time to time and make sure I haven’t keeled over.

I hate how things ended between us, but I really think we both will be happier. I have been unhappy for a long time now, extremely depressed and feeling trapped in a situation I did not know how to escape. I know he felt similar things as well.

He does love me, as I still love him, but it’s the kind of love you have for someone who has been significant in your life and not the kind it once was. Still, no one likes being rejected for another and that will sting for awhile. In any case, we have worked out an arrangement for the time being that will be mutually beneficial.

It’s just that there is still that whole weird grief thing. Anytime something like this dies, you mourn. I realize that part of my mourning is not very healthy for me and Sunday was a stark reminder of how dangerous it can be.

I know at one point I almost passed out, but I remember virtually nothing about the trip. I can’t keep doing this to myself. But saying that is easier than doing it.

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